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Chapter 7 by sharpeye410 sharpeye410

Can you even put words in a sentence to place your order?

How can you choose while getting blown?

Your only response is a long drawn out "Uhhhhh..."

She waits patiently, almost pityingly. Finally you say, "Surprise me." Just to get her to stop looking at you like that.

"Very good, sir." She says and disappears outside of the curtain again.

You go back to enjoying your tongue bath.

This is great and all, but you can't help but want a little more. You reach under the table and are rewarded with a feeling a head of silky, curly hair. Without ceremony, you grab a chuck of hair and pull the unknown woman to your crotch. You feel her nose hit your belly and you cock bottoms out in her throat. However, like a professional, her hands keep moving only pausing for the barest of moments.

You hold her like that for a few moments, enjoying it and then start pumping her head back and forth. You **** her from the base of your cock to the tip and back again. The slow slurping and kissing noise now become a steady *gluck gluck gluck* as she repeatedly deep throats you.

At this rate, it doesn't take you very long to feel that rising within in you. Without warning, you drive her to your hilt and blow your load. You keep her there for a long moment. Her nimble fingers keep working you. You vaguely recall that good service deserves a tip. If you had money, you'd leave one. You let go of her hair and can hear her panting under the table. With a quick pat on the head, you withdraw your hand.

Finally, you food arrives. Jeni leans in close to you as she puts the plate and glasses on the table. Her nearness starts making you hard again.

"Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?"

Well, is there?

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